Titanic Poem by Yaya King

I wasn't good enough anyways,
I was overly sensitive and dramatic
Always treating every little complication as though it was tragic
Foolishly ignoring the reality of life in the name of being optimistic,
Heartbroken whenever the truth was laid out to me by someone realisitic,
I was even quick to childishly label them pessimistic

Often forgetting life isn't a bed of roses nor a pool of magic,
Often forgetting not every single action between a couple must be romantic,
I always tended to forget that friendship preceded anything platonic

Rushing into the idea of a relationship faster than Sonic
Harboring and living out ideas that turned feelings from platonic to toxic,
It's no wonder the relationship sunk faster than the Titanic